The officials standing nearby had already been so tempted by the aroma of bear meat that their stomachs were rumbling, and the dry, hard meat buns in their hands suddenly lost their appeal.
His eyes were full of longing as he looked at Shen Qingtang's pot, but he was too embarrassed to speak up.
Shen Qingtang ignored their surprise.
Thinking that Pei Nian'an's clothes were thin, she wanted to sew him a thick jacket, but her sewing skills were really not good enough, so she called out, "Who knows how to sew? I want to make a piece of clothing for the child, and I will reward you handsomely."
A woman dressed in a plain-colored cloth dress slowly walked out from the crowd.
She was slender with gentle eyes and looked exceptionally frail. She said softly, "I am Su Xiuniang, and I know a little about needlework. Perhaps I can be of help."
Shen Qingtang recognized her at a glance as Su Xiuniang, the chief embroiderer of "Jinxiu Pavilion", the largest embroidery workshop in the capital.
She used to embroider clothes for the imperial concubines in the palace. Later, when the imperial concubines were involved in palace intrigue and were deposed, she was also implicated and sentenced to exile.
"I've long heard of Su Xiu Niang's craftsmanship." Shen Qingtang took out paper and pen and quickly drew a pattern for a small jacket, simple yet unique in style.
I also added a windproof stand-up collar and a small hand warmer pocket. "Make it like this, I'll provide the materials, and I'll send you two bolts of fine brocade afterwards."
Su Xiuniang took the blueprint, and when she saw the design, her eyes lit up instantly. Her voice trembled with surprise: "This...this design is so ingenious! It's both practical and beautiful. I've never seen anything like it before!"
She took a deep breath.
Looking up at Shen Qingtang, she said with a serious tone, "Miss Shen, please rest assured, I will do my best. Actually... my grandfather was once the head of the Imperial Clothing Bureau in the palace, and my family has many lost embroidery techniques. If Miss Shen doesn't mind, I can also use these embroidery techniques on clothes."
It turns out that Su Xiuniang comes from a family of embroidery masters. Her ancestors made clothes for the royal family and she has many unique skills that others do not have.
This time, however, he was implicated and exiled.
Su Xiuniang's husband died early, and she has been raising her two children alone all these years.
Two children, around five or six years old, slowly walked over.
Both the boy and the girl were born with exquisitely beautiful features.
He kept his head down, kneading the mud repeatedly in his hands, regardless of what others said.
They remained silent, their eyes devoid of light, like two lifeless wooden puppets.
Looking at the child's appearance, Shen Qingtang felt a pang in her heart. This was not stupidity, but more like the "autism" she had seen in her previous life.
Without saying much, she took out a few warm, hard-boiled eggs from her storage space.
Walk up to the children, squat down, and hand them the eggs.
He smiled and said, "Shall we play a game? Crack the eggs."
The two children paused, their fingers instinctively touching the egg, but they didn't move.
Su Xiuniang watched in shock, her voice trembling slightly: "Miss Chen... they... they never talk to anyone. The doctor said they're stupid. Don't waste your time..."
Over the years, she has been disliked by her in-laws and pointed at by others, and she has only been able to protect her child through sheer tenacity.
I stopped expecting my child to be like a normal person a long time ago.
“They’re not stupid,” Shen Qingtang said confidently, pushing the eggs back into the child’s hands. “They’ve just locked themselves up. I can cure them.”
As she spoke, she took out a silver ingot from her spatial storage and handed it to Su Xiuniang: "Take this silver first, and buy some food and supplies for the children on the way."
Su Xiuniang quickly waved her hand: "No! It's only right that I make clothes for you, I can't accept your money!"
Although she is now down on her luck, she still has some pride and is unwilling to accept favors from others for no reason.
"This isn't for free." Shen Qingtang stuffed the silver into her hand. "From now on, I'll take care of your and the children's safety and expenses. You just need to focus on making clothes for Nian'an, and... watch the two children play the egg-cracking game."
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